A Sudden Encounter

Not long after, the headlights in the distance grew closer. Upon recognizing the familiar car emblem and license plate, Mo Bai slowly stood up, still cradling the petite girl in his arms. Her slight frame was surprisingly light, making it easy for him to lift her. A sleek, understated black sedan pulled up in front of them, its presence alone suggesting the owner’s significant social status and wealth.

The driver was Old Chen, the Mo family’s longtime chauffeur. When Mo Bai called, Old Chen had hurriedly packed some clothes and rushed over, fearing his young master was in trouble. But the sight that greeted him was unexpected: his usually cold and aloof master was gently holding a white-haired girl by the roadside.

What is going on here? Old Chen couldn’t believe his eyes, wondering if he was hallucinating. His master, who was always indifferent to the opposite s*x, was now carefully cradling a white-haired girl? Had his master finally come to his senses?

There was no time to ponder. It was late at night, and his master was dressed too lightly. If he caught a cold, it would be disastrous. Old Chen quickly exited the car to open the door for his master. As he approached, he noticed the girl’s disheveled clothes and the scratches on her knees, which were visible through the tears in her dress. Old Chen’s mind raced with possibilities, but he decided against questioning his master, who seemed rather displeased.

“Let’s get in the car, Master.” Old Chen handed over the jacket his master had requested and stood by the open door. Mo Bai nodded silently, instructing Old Chen to drape the jacket over the girl. He then carefully carried her into the back seat.

The girl’s feverish heat seeped through the thin layers of her dress and the jacket, causing Mo Bai to frown. “Drive to the apartment in the south of the city,” he instructed softly, his long fingers gently brushing the white strands of hair from the girl’s face. Since tomorrow was the start of the weekend, there was no rush to return home. He had all the time in the world to wait for the girl to wake and explain who she was. Besides, going home would only invite his parents’ endless questions, something he found tiresome. He also didn’t want this girl to be subjected to an interrogation by his family, which could lead to unnecessary trouble.

“Oh, and don’t mention this to my parents. It’s not what you think, Chen.” “Understood, Master.” Old Chen nodded, respecting his master’s wishes. The car began to move towards the upscale apartment complex in the south of the city.

Throughout the journey, Mo Bai’s arms grew tired from holding the girl. Each time he attempted to move her to the adjacent seat, she would instinctively cling to his clothes, emitting soft whimpers that sounded like those of a frightened kitten. Her flushed cheeks pressed tightly against his chest, as if she feared being abandoned. Mo Bai sighed, feeling both exasperated and touched. He had never been used as a human pillow before, and he certainly wasn’t going to start now, especially by someone who seemed to have quite a grip.

“Sigh… fine.” Despite his initial reluctance, Mo Bai allowed the girl to remain in his arms, like a koala clinging to a tree. Outside the car, the neon lights of the city cast a kaleidoscope of colors on the girl’s porcelain skin. Mo Bai looked down at her restless sleeping face, her white hair tangled and disheveled, her red lips slightly parted, revealing a hint of sharp, tiny canines. She unintentionally nuzzled against his chest, her movements unconsciously inviting.

It wasn’t that he found the girl bothersome, but his arms were growing numb, and… Mo Bai’s gaze traveled down the girl’s body, landing on her small feet, which were resting on the leather seat. Her white lace socks were adorable, but now stained with dirt. Her delicate black shoes had left faint scratches on the leather, and her socks were slipping down, exposing her pale ankles. Although the girl’s feet were cute, the leather seats were expensive, and Mo Bai felt a pang of both annoyance and helplessness.

“…” After a moment of contemplation, Mo Bai looked at the slight scratches on the seat and then at the girl’s small, sock-clad feet. Reluctantly, he reached out to remove her shoes. “I’m not a foot fetishist, really. It’s just that the leather seats are so expensive…” Mo Bai murmured to himself, trying to convince himself. He carefully unfastened the straps of her shoes, his fingers brushing against her delicate ankles, which felt surprisingly soft and smooth. He quickly focused his mind, gently removing her shoes to reveal her dainty feet, now only covered by the white lace socks. The lacy edges of the socks had slipped down, exposing a glimpse of her pale skin.

Looking at those adorable sock-covered feet, Mo Bai’s throat involuntarily moved. He quickly averted his gaze and placed the removed shoes on the side. “It’s just to protect the seats, after all…” he whispered, trying to calm his unexpectedly racing heart. He couldn’t understand why he was so captivated by the girl’s feet, which seemed to draw his attention repeatedly. The tips of her socks were tinged with a soft pink, and her movements created a graceful curve that was hard to ignore.

Mo Bai took a deep breath and forced himself to look away. Just then, the girl in his arms, Bai Xia, let out a soft moan and nuzzled her hot cheek against his chest. The intense heat seeped through his shirt, and Mo Bai felt a mix of frustration and fascination. What kind of enchantress was this girl, causing such strange reactions in him?

Who was this girl, and how had he ended up with her? He had simply gone out with friends for some skewers, and now he was bringing a strange girl home. It was like something out of a novel, and it had happened to him.